Once the Land of Wind's supply convoy was far from the Capital, the Inuzuka Clan Jonin quickly gave Bieshu Feifan a hand signal.
Then,
silence fell between the two.
The Inuzuka Clan Jonin frowned at Bieshu Feifan, who showed no reaction.
"Genin, did you see my hand signal?"
"I did, but I'm trying to remember what the textbook said. I think I've seen that signal before."
Bieshu Feifan did his best to look as though he was seriously searching his memory, making the Inuzuka Clan Jonin's expression darken.
"When did you graduate?"
"A few months ago. I did really well studying the will of fire, so Lord Hokage specially approved my promotion to genin."
The Inuzuka Clan Jonin fell silent for a long moment.
"What about your previous chunin team leader? Didn't he teach you?"
"Team leader? What team leader? I'm an outstanding student specially approved by Lord Hokage. I don't have a chunin team leader."
The Inuzuka Clan Jonin's mouth twitched, but considering the current situation, there really wasn't time to train qualified genin.
Thinking back on Bieshu Feifan's earlier performance, his combat strength was sufficient. It was just that, compared to normal people, his brain seemed
a little different.
"Forget it. You handle the samurai, and I'll handle the Shinobi. Any problems?"
"Do we need to kill them all?"
"Of course. Wouldn't leaving survivors expose us?"
Bieshu Feifan had no objections, but killing over a hundred people at once still felt somewhat daunting.
Both mentally and in terms of his strength.
The Land of Wind's convoy crossed a stretch of the Gobi and entered the yellow sands completely.
They hadn't taken their usual established route, presumably to avoid encountering enemies.
Following behind the convoy, the Inuzuka Clan Jonin and his Earth Black Maru, one man and one dog, both lay on the ground, sniffing around.
He spoke as he sniffed.
"There are no other scents ahead. This convoy has no hidden experts."
Then the Inuzuka Clan Jonin stood up.
"Genin Bieshu, move out."
As he spoke, the Inuzuka Clan Jonin fed himself and his Earth Black Maru a pill each. After the two
took the pills, their bodies swelled simultaneously.
Then the Inuzuka Clan Jonin quickly formed several hand seals, and the man and dog actually fused together in an instant.
They became a black monster three or four meters tall, looking somewhat like a werewolf.
More importantly, it had two heads.
One head looked more human, while the other looked more like a dog's.
Bieshu Feifan stared, transfixed.
Although he vaguely remembered ninjutsu like this from the Inuzuka Clan when he watched the anime back then, seeing it in person was simply stunning.
A two-headed monster. It was highly intimidating.
"Genin Bieshu, I'll go first. You go kill those samurai."
With that, the Inuzuka Clan Jonin quickly crouched and kicked hard against the ground.
Bang!
His whole body shot forward like a cannonball.
Impressive!
Bieshu Feifan exclaimed in praise, then quickly followed.
Activating his Byakugan, he saw there was no ambush, and none of the samurai had chakra.
Dust was drifting through the desert again. Only when the Inuzuka Clan Jonin and his dog were close did the Sand Ninja responsible for sensing cry out.
"Enemy attack!"
Squelch.
"Aaaargh!"
The discovery came too late. The Inuzuka Clan Two-Headed Monster had already charged into the crowd, its sharp claws instantly tearing apart several Sand Ninja who reacted too slowly.
"Fight back! Hurry, fight back!"
Several Sand Ninja quickly brought out puppets, temporarily holding off the transformed Inuzuka Clan Two-Headed Monster.
The other Sunagakure Ninja also reacted, working together to surround and attack the two-headed monster.
In an instant, Wind Release, Earth Release, and puppet mechanisms unleashed attacks at the roughly four-meter-tall monster.
The Inuzuka Clan Two-Headed Monster roared and rapidly spun its body, meeting all the attacks head-on.
The accompanying samurai seized this opening, hurriedly pulling the carts away.
Once they had moved farther from the two-headed monster's battlefield, Bieshu Feifan suddenly charged over.
This time, Bieshu Feifan intended to thoroughly test his basic combat strength.
So Bieshu Feifan didn't use Explosive Tags. He simply activated the ocular power of his three-tomoe Sharingan and charged at the samurai.
One samurai sensed someone rapidly approaching and hurriedly raised his voice.
"There's another..."
Before he could finish, Bieshu Feifan's Kunai had already sliced across his neck.
Squelch!
Scalding blood splashed onto the companions beside him.
But before his companions could react, several more had their throats slit.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
Only then did all the samurai react, drawing their swords to meet the enemy.
Bieshu Feifan killed another two, then heard something cutting through the air behind him.
Bieshu Feifan shifted slightly, avoiding the slash with the smallest possible movement.
Then he slit the man's throat with his Kunai.
Amid the samurai's incredulous horror, Bieshu Feifan casually snatched the samurai sword from his hand and charged into the crowd.
Relying on the Sharingan's extraordinary dynamic vision, Bieshu Feifan practically took down one big fellow with every slash.
Although these samurai swung their swords quickly, they were ultimately just ordinary people.
Without chakra, swinging their swords faster was useless.
With the Sharingan predicting their movements, Bieshu Feifan's slaughter of these samurai was almost entirely one-sided.
Only then did Bieshu Feifan realize that he had no mental aversion whatsoever to slaughtering enemies.
He was even better than he'd imagined. He didn't feel the slightest physical discomfort.
Bieshu Feifan couldn't help feeling ashamed:
I was too weak just now.
The more Bieshu Feifan fought, the more excited he became. The satisfaction of taking down one big fellow per slash truly felt incredible.
Bieshu Feifan seized another sword and wielded one in each hand, doubling his efficiency.
"Hahahaha! Mere samurai, do you want to dance too?"
Just as Bieshu Feifan was enthusiastically cutting them down, two Poison Needles suddenly shot out from among the samurai.
They came from a tricky angle, striking from behind while both of Bieshu Feifan's hands were extended in attack.
But Bieshu Feifan easily dodged them, greatly startling the Sand Ninja who had launched the sneak attack.
Before he could hide among the samurai again, a red glow filled his vision.
The Sand Ninja instantly lost focus and froze in place, and Bieshu Feifan slit his throat with one stroke.
Bieshu Feifan's Byakugan had long since spotted the chakra among the samurai.
Needless to say, it belonged to Sand Ninja planning sneak attacks.
But with the Byakugan and Sharingan aiding him, such sneak attacks were meaningless.
This Sand Ninja hadn't even stopped Bieshu Feifan's advance for an instant.
Seeing Bieshu Feifan cut down over forty people in two minutes like a god of slaughter, every remaining samurai went weak in the knees with fear.
"That's no Shinobi! That's a devil!"
"Run!"
When one person broke down, the people around him would break down too.
Of the hundred-plus samurai, aside from those lying on the ground sleeping, the rest instantly scattered like birds and beasts, screaming as they fled Bieshu Feifan.
But how could ordinary samurai possibly match a Shinobi?
The Inuzuka Clan Jonin had said to leave no one alive.
That was Bieshu Feifan's intention too. If he had the strength, he wouldn't leave any enemies alive.
Run?
Could they get away?
Bieshu Feifan didn't give chase. Instead, he took out Shuriken and simply followed behind these terrified samurai, picking them off one by one.
Squelch.
"Aaah!"
Squelch.
"Aaah!"
The fleeing samurai wailed in terror as Bieshu Feifan picked them off one after another.
Those who wanted to flee couldn't outrun him, and those who wanted to fight for their lives couldn't beat him.
Before long, Bieshu Feifan had slaughtered all hundred-plus samurai and the few Shinobi hiding among them.
And Bieshu Feifan hadn't suffered a single injury.
Looking at the corpses covering the ground, Bieshu Feifan felt very tired, but his mood was exceptionally good.
Was this how Madara Uchiha had felt back then?
No wonder he was so arrogant.
If Bieshu Feifan could cut down Jōnin like melons and beat Hokage like Ninja Academy students, he would certainly be even more arrogant than Madara Uchiha.
On the Inuzuka Clan Jonin's side, the battle wasn't going so well.
The Inuzuka Clan Jonin and Earth Black Maru had already separated and were lying on the ground, panting heavily.
The dozen or so Sunagakure Shinobi were also lying on the ground, only they weren't breathing.
Bieshu Feifan ignored the injured Inuzuka Clan Jonin. After confirming that all the Sand Ninja were dead, he hurried off to find Itadori Daiji's corpse.
Soon, he spotted Itadori Daiji in the yellow sand, nearly torn in half.
Bieshu Feifan pretended to check whether he was dead, but his hands impatiently touched the corpse, which had not yet gone completely cold.
At once, Bieshu Feifan nearly laughed aloud.
Special chakra, absorb.
As a wave of pleasure spread throughout his body, Bieshu Feifan immediately felt lighter all over.
It really was Magnet Release.
Although this Itadori Daiji had learned Magnet Release poorly, this was still magnet release chakra.
After absorbing it, Bieshu Feifan felt somewhat dissatisfied and kicked Itadori Daiji.
Why the fuck didn't you train properly? This little bit of chakra wasn't even enough to fill the gaps between my teeth.
Seeing Bieshu Feifan's actions, the Inuzuka Clan Jonin, who had recovered his breath, asked:
"He's completely dead, right?"
"Yeah, completely dead."
The Inuzuka Clan Jonin and his dog were supporting each other now, and he instructed Bieshu Feifan.
"Go burn those dozens of carts of supplies."
"Already burned them."
The Inuzuka Clan Jonin nodded, reasonably satisfied with Bieshu Feifan's initiative, then looked east.
"Mission complete. Back to the village."
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